When it comes to problems with technology, the phrase “if you can’t beat’em, join’em” works rather well…
When most people said that techonology hated them, they meant it figuratively. In Jill’s case it was literal. Her changeling presence made it act all contrary.
Spellcasting nanotech stolen from a unverisity lab to convert her magic into something technology wouldn’t reject was the easy part. Inserting the chips into the pads of her fingers was another.
The things fought her, making her hands slippery with blood, but despite some queasiness, she won.
She tested her built-in adaptors on her roommate’s laptop. The IT whined at her, but Jill knew her cyborg basics. She’d watched TV.
Resistence was futile.